Hi, I'm Monica all of my life I been tall and skinny and I worked out very often, then I got married (mistake#1) moved to Los Angeles (mistake#2) with him, "The Beast" (mistake#3) in LA I felt so alone and out of place, no friends new job and little narrow streets with a lot of traffic, not to mention the freeways it was just and anxiety attack to go to work and I'm not telling you the amount of time I was lost driving around and let me tell you I'm very smart and oriented these kind of things don't happened to me often I will say "NEVER".
One day I was watching TV and I heard This noise like a horn and a men was screaming "TAMALES...ALL FLAVORS AND SIZES FOR ONLY...$10.00 PER DOZEN" Well needless to tell you before he was over screaming I was already down stairs..(note that I did not take the elevator and ran 8 floors downstairs)and bought 2 dozen tamales 1 1/2 dozen for me and the other half for the house keeper that was watching Mexican soap operas with me, I eat them all with hot chocolate in a couple of hours and that became a routine.
3 years after I decided I could not lived like that any more so I pack my car with one overnight bag I told The Beast that I was coming to Las Vegas to see my girlfriends, that was a Friday by Monday I called him to tell him I was not coming back,I finally got the strength to get my body back. :)